Then I come to the next question in my mysterious mind. How on earth did we create this earth ? I look around and see shops and stores : we believe that we need things, so we create the buildings, the colors, the shapes, the tools.
We create the money for easy exchange, better than to provide a bread for butter, easier. We create clothes to keep us warm, because we created fluctuations in the weather. We create other people, because it is fun to experience humor with a friend, or to have frictions with another friend.
We create children, because we want to perpetuate this world and ourselves. And then we can love them. We talk because we want to listen. We have cars because we believe there is space between one spot and the other. And we even create that we forget that we are the designers of the whole play, such grand creators that we are.
We create our enemies because we like to play the fights, and we create stories around it, loads of stories, from the past and the future, so that we actually believe that we might have been kings, or important people, caring for others, being loved. We create an awareness of existence, a seeking of the divine. We create invisible worlds, and pretend that they are shadows of ourselves. And then we need to work to get them 'away' or 'integrated'.
So, I guess that is the creation of this world, a grand experience of expression of creation. Knowing this, we continue to fine-tune so it 'feels' better, so it harmonizes.... the ultimate fulfilling of cosmic desires. Isn't that interesting ?
Komaya
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